It's in His Kiss by Jill Shalvis

Author:Jill Shalvis [Shalvis, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472222923
Publisher: Headline
Published: 2014-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Much later that night, Becca was sitting on her bed with her keyboard, staring down at her notebook where she’d scrawled some lyrics. She was playing her fingers over the keys, looking for a melody, when a knock came at the door.

She knew Olivia was working in her shop late tonight, so it couldn’t be her. The third apartment was still vacant. Becca hadn’t ordered a pizza, and she knew Sam was avoiding her at night because he was smarter than she was. Especially after he’d taught her how to operate their boat today, a venture that had ended up being more a lesson on self-control and restraint.

She’d never been good at either.

But now she could at least passably assist on any excursion if needed, and that ability, along with all the other new skills she’d picked up this summer, made her feel good.

Really good.

Setting the keyboard aside, she rose and made her way to the door. “Who’s there?”

No one answered.

Going up on tiptoe, she peeked through the peephole.

No one. Odd. She backed away and sat back on her bed, but didn’t reach for the keyboard. She glanced out the windows. Night had fallen, and she hadn’t pulled the sheets over them. Which meant she was basically sitting in a fishbowl.

She heard a sound from the hallway.

Her stomach clenched as fear slid into it. She’d read somewhere that a brain recognized fear in less than one second and prepared itself by flooding the body with adrenaline. Turned out that was absolutely true.

You left the fear behind, she reminded herself. Long behind. Gone were the days of jumping at every noise outside her New Orleans apartment.

Besides, she was in Lucky Harbor. Nothing to be afraid of here. But she reached out and turned off her lamp. This made her slightly less visible, but it also put her in the dark. She moved to the windows and yanked the sheets across them. Halfway back to the lamp, she heard another sound from the hallway.

Fear stole her breath, and she backed up until she ran herself into the countertop of the kitchen. She could hear her own breathing, harsh and panicked, and it brought her back to last year. Angry at herself, she grabbed her purse and rifled through it for her phone. She stared at the dark screen. She didn’t have a lot of options here. Calling her first choice was going to make her look weak and vulnerable, and oh, she hated both with a passion.

She called anyway.

Sam had closed up the warehouse and was halfway home when his cell vibrated from an incoming call. Not his dad telling him yet again why his crook of a girlfriend thought she needed a five-hundred-dollar stroller, though the name that flashed on his screen didn’t ease his tension any.

Becca.

There was only one reason for a woman to call this late at night. And though he’d never been adverse to a booty call, he hesitated. A booty call was light. Casual.

But nothing was ever casual with Becca.

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